A Whole New Game (haikyuuxreader) DISCONTINUED

Argument

Your POV:

I sit in my desk chair with one leg crossed over the other tapping my chin as I contemplate what I am about to do.

Earlier, I had sent Iwaizumi a message saying that I needed to tell him something, and now, I'm waiting for his arrival. I decided that I need to come clean with him. As childhood friends, Iwaizumi would eventually find out about my kiss with Oikawa, so I want him to hear it from me first.

But Oikawa did kiss me in front of everyone that one time...

No, no but this is different.

I grit my teeth as I feel the uneasiness build in my chest. Although Iwaizumi and I aren't officially together, I have the feeling that this would cause some awkwardness between us, and I do feel slightly guilty for my actions knowing how close the two of them are. That's why I thought it would be for the best to leave everything out in the open.

Iwaizumi had replied to my message saying he would come around seven. Now, it's only a few minutes before seven, and time can't be moving any slower.

I get up from the chair and start pacing back and forth, trying to calm myself but making it worse instead.

When I finally hear a knock on my door, I feel my stomach drop, and I reconsider my plan of action.

Do I really need to tell him?

...

Yes, I already made up my mind.

Shaking my head, I make my way to the door and place my hand on the handle. I stare at it for several seconds, hesitating once more.

More knocking comes from the other side of the door.

"Y/N?"

His voice snaps me from my trance, and I take a deep breath before opening the door.

"Sorry, I was just in the bathroom," I lie with a smile plastered on my face.

"Its okay." Iwaizumi says, returning my smile with a gentle, genuine one of his own as he reaches out his hand out to touch my cheek.

Before he can make contact, I draw back, unconsciously avoiding his touch. His eyebrows furrow slightly but he doesn't say anything; instead, his hands dig into his pockets. Realizing what I had done, I quickly turn around to avoid his eyes and walk into my room with Iwaizumi's footsteps trailing behind me.

Refusing to look at him, I stay with my back turned to him. I play with my fingers as I force awkward small talk to come out of my mouth, "So how was your day?"

"Fine I guess..." Iwaizumi responds, the hesitancy clear in his voice.

"Oh, thats good!" I let out, sounding over excited to hide my nerves, "My day was kinda crazy. I forgot my wallet for lunch, and then I saw a bird fly into a window, and then a cute black kitty-"

"Y/N, you're acting weird," Iwaizumi says quietly as he puts a hand on my shoulder, trying to get me to turn around and face him,"What did you want to talk to me about?"

I turn around towards him, but I keep my eyes on the floor in front of me. Taking another deep breath, I let out in a small voice, "I kissed Oikawa and-"

"I know he told me," Iwaizumi interrupts causing me to look up at him in surprise.

He's standing there with his arms crossed as normal, not wearing an expression of anger but rather a calm, unreadable one. I still tense as the room seems to freeze over in this moment.

Swallowing hard due to the anxiety building up, I hesitantly ask, "Are you mad?"

"Why would I be mad?" He simply asks, still not showing any signs on his face.

"I don't know I-"

Stretching his arms over his head, he practically yawns, keeping up his nonchalant act, "But I guess you're here to end whatever this is?"

"Huh-"

"It's okay. I understand." Iwaizumi continues, now with a pained smile painted on his face, completely ignoring me, "I mean it's not like we were anything in the first place, right?"

Although I don't even know what I want to say to him, I want for him to stop deciding everything on his own without letting me get a word in. I want him to stop, so I have time to process what is happening. I want him to stop because there is a look in his eyes that is causing my chest to burn, and I don't understand why.

I try to speak up once more,"Wait-"

"Seriously don't worry about it... I'll act like nothing happened between us and we can still be friends." Iwaizumi keeps smiling as he starts to rub the back of his neck. "I guess I should say my congratulations because I think he really-"

"WILL YOU LISTEN!" I yell, grabbing onto his shirt.

"L/N," he whispers as he softly puts his hand over my hand and tries to pull it off him.

Did he just call me by last name?

I stand still trying to process what's happening but still refusing to let go of his shirt.

"Please just let go," Iwaizumi says in a quiet tone, "I don't want to see any pity in your eyes because-" he pauses before saying the words I wanted to hear the least "I never liked you like that in the first place, so I really am fine with this."

Releasing my hand, I watch Iwaizumi's back as he leaves the room.

I remain unmoving from the spot I stand in for what could have been minutes or hours. A single tear falls down from the well that had been collecting in the corner of my eyes.

How did it even come to this?

Well, Fuck This Shit.

This is why I don't want anything serious.

Emotions are such a pain.